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Part 18

Festive Feast

It has been another year for the couple to celebrate Thanksgiving with their two sons. And each year the company that joins them kept increasing.

Kuon as per usual is with Kyoko, her mom and Lory with his family, while the youngest has his family of bodyguards, company staff and Julie's models.

Currently, the kitchen was bustling with the cooks, joined by Kuu, his youngest son, few of his security that can cook, Julianne's childhood friends that kept the older couple company for every thanks giving and holidays companied with julie's models. Unlike last year, their menu broaden with many more recipes including from other culture.

On the other hand, Julie was kept busy by decorating the dining with Kyoko's mother and Lory. While the younger couple was busy, Kuon had to gain forty pounds of muscle mass for another action role and Kyoko was occupied feeding him with the exact amount.

Kuu noticed that despite their huge home kitchen, having many helpers makes it small and packed, which comforted him. "Turkey's done." Julianne informed as he appeared from the back after deep frying the huge bird in their poolside.

"Perfect!" Kuu brightened and instructed him, "Kindly let Hajime-kun plate it and help me with the mash potatoes and stuffings." Julianne then called his favorite driver and helped his father.

The girls cooed when three dogs came in the kitchen asking for treats wearing adorable turkey costume.

"Oh my gosh! Who dressed them up?" the girls paused from doing any work and whipped their phones taking pictures of the working pets.

Kuu laughed, "It was me." he revealed, "I had to wrestle Dee-chan and the others to wear those." after hearing more pups is all dolled up, the ladies stormed out the kitchen and started hunting the security dogs dressed as turkeys for pictures.

It did not take long when the long dining table was filled with dishes and the family with their guests starting to say prayers.

Compliments were made as everyone digs in, merry conversations and plans for the next holidays were made. Kyoko and Julianne bonding over the next holiday decorations for the whole property and Kuon childishly scrolling Amazon for more doggy costumes.

Kuu on the other hand was busy recording and taking pictures of their annual family event and to be posted in his official page.

"How's your training coming along?" Lory asked Kuon.

Kuon raised his plate full of protien after Kyoko filled it with turkey breast and few veggies to balance it out, "Smooth, though I now have to eat triple the amount I usually eat." Yashiro snorted at his frustrated charge.

"How do Jules eat more than these?" he wondered.

Kyoko giggled, "Blackhole, maybe?" she jest and Julianne as a joke agreed.

The girls gasped in amazement, "Wait! You're playing the super hero, right?!" The ladies were familiar of his character as his role was an iconic childhood cartoon character.

Kuon nodded, "The director demanded I bulk up the same build as Jules, his body frame and shape is the perfect example of Warhammer, thus Im trying to gaint to be at least two hindred fifty-two pounds." he explained and Kyoko now helping him finish his plate.

Julie rolled her eyes, "Is the director another admirer of our Sasha?" she inquired which caused her youngest to choke from his pumpkin pie.

Kuu chuckled and patted Julianne back making sure his son's alright.

"Not really, it was just based from a manga and it so happened that the main character has similar build as Jules." Kuon clarified.

Kuon had a horrified look when Julianne placed more food over his plate while Julie's angels dumps more morsel to his plate. His brother inhaled it in just few minutes, "Oh Corn... You don't need to follow Jules-kun's diet. He's built different." Kyoko comforted.

"Thanks babe." he sighed in relief.

"Just don't skip the protiens, brother." Yuuya reminded. And Kyoko signed she got it covered.

While everyone is having fun with the conversation, "Prepare to have a week of having Thanksgiving leftovers." Kuon read one comment from his social media post.

He heartily laughed and took a selfie with his brother and father in the background finishing the remaining feast, with a quick reply "What leftovers? My brother and dad exist." and added a laughing emoji.

Kyoko laughed when she found her fellow lady models all napping from the food coma, Julie on the other hand is still eating desert.

"So how's this year's thanksgiving?"Kuon asked as he pulls his fianceƩ close to him.

Witha giggle, "This year is quite fun! I hope next year would be even more grand. I love having everyone here." Leaning and resting her head over his shoulders, "Wait, is Jules-kun still eating?" She gasped as Julianne already out of his shirt, rocking his half naked state holding a pair of tong and a mountain of meat from a plate.

Kuon laughed, "He's something else." shaking his head.

-To be continued-


A/N: Well hello there! Thank you so much for following and reading my work. I do apologize for my lack of content, uploads and updates. Its just life has been rough on me. I had to take a break and help my family, my Mom's health took a turn for the worst and as I mentioned in the past, Im my mom's caregiver (I asked her if she's okay if I hire someone but she refused and wanted it to be me), I flunked my first BAR exam with a GWA of 73.2 which is shy of 1.8 for me to pass and then my left shoulder got mangled and its a bit difficult for me to type and write, Im a lefty btw.

This is just a quick seasonal update for one of my favorite work.

See you again on the next one! Love, your Cous.

-M.A.X